Kiss it?

Isn't foreign etiquette all kissing ceremony?

Yan Sui felt that it was very good to go abroad, and in the future, he would suggest to his father that he should master the long skills, starting with the thank-you ceremony.

Wen Zhen walked over, and Yan Sui thought about whether to stand up and kiss her or sit and wait for her to come over?

Wen Zhen squatted down.

Yan Sui thought that this height was wrong, or kiss his forehead?

Wen Zhen bowed his head.

Does Yan Sui want to kiss her hair?

Did she wash her hair last night?

Wait, why did she put her head on his lap?

Could it be that the so-called foreign thank-you gift is her kissing him?

In this position, where is she going to kiss him?!!

Your Highness feels frightened!

His Royal Highness, who was frightened, stiffened a little, but felt that he could just stiffen like that.

Foreign etiquette.

You have to try it out first.

He is a tolerant man......

Wen Zhen squatted down and spread the prepared snow-white napkin on Yan Sui's legs.

When she was spreading, she felt that Yan Sui's legs were tense and seemed to be a little stiff.

She didn't care, and raised her head after laying it out, "Hey, why do you look weird, are you hungry?" ”

Yan Sui was silent.

What is this?

What are you going to do with it?

Anyway, it can't be that he used to wipe his mouth after kissing, could it be that he found a little change in him to block somewhere?

……

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, I'm a little hungry." ”

"Don't worry, let's have a good experience of Western food today, so that the next time I hold a Western banquet in the palace, you can laugh at those dirt buns."

Yan Sui, who quickly calmed down, was finally able to imagine it with her brain that had returned to normal after some kind of insect retreated, and felt that this kind of "no one else will share it with me before her father and the emperor" felt good, and gladly accepted it.

"For Western food, there are generally two or three pairs of knives and forks, left fork and right knife. The order of use is from the outside in. Take the outermost appetizer first, the middle one for side dishes, and the last one for the main course. Wen Zhen showed Yan Sui how to cut the steak, "You have to cut it from the left side first, and eat it with one bite......"

As soon as the knife went down, there was a slight bloodshot out, Wen Zhen nodded with satisfaction, and the heat was just right.

"How is there blood?"

"Don't cook the steak all over, or it's too old...... Okay, okay, I know you like neatly cut ...... Such. ”

"Bloodshot."

"Bloodshot is the most delicious......"

"Bloodshot."

"Nonsense, eat or not! Don't eat I'll throw it away! ”

Yan Sui silently swallowed the beef that the demon Lori that had transformed in an instant and forced it into her mouth.

Wen Zhen has only one word to comment on this.

"Cheap!"

After taking a bite of the beef, the stumbling sperm stopped trying to beep and expressed satisfaction with the consistently sized pieces of meat cut on the plate.

He was about to speak halfway through eating, and Demon Wen had already said with a smile: "You have to put down your knife and fork before you can speak." ”

As soon as he put down the knife and fork, the Wen Demon smiled and said, "It is also particular about putting down the knife and fork when eating Western food, you must have the teeth of the fork facing down and the blade facing inward." ”

Yan Sui just laid it out.

"You can't side by side, otherwise it means you don't want to eat, don't you want to eat?"

Yan Sui: ......

"You don't seem to have asked Uncle Huang and Tang Xianzhi like this?"

"So you're different from them."

His Royal Highness King Yi's slightly exploded feathers were instantly smoothed by the bird.

Wen Zhen looked at the gentleman she trained in an instant with satisfaction, and I have to say that His Royal Highness is a good seedling with great comprehension.

It's a pity that no matter how gentlemanly you look on the outside, it's still dark on the inside.

A live-action version of Adélie penguins.

Yan Sui ate without saying a word, and after eating a few bites, she suddenly said, "I can also sing." ”

Wen Zhen: "...... Hoarse? ”

So what do you mean?

Her bewildered face was really a bit lethal, and Yan Sui looked "I don't want to talk to you again, you stupid fork" and lowered her head to eat.

Eat and eat, and eat to relieve a thousand sorrows.

In the meantime, Wen Zhen heard the scheming cry gradually drifting away, and asked Yan Sui what was wrong, Yan Sui replied lightly: "Make your own opinion, be self-righteous, go where he should go." ”

Wen Zhen: "......"

It was as if he was going to be sent to the western heavens.

How else does it feel connotated?

……

After eating this meal, the atmosphere returned to peace, but Yansui's yard was noisy again.

Lin Feibai had another seizure.

He howled, broke the rope, smashed the bed and everything that could be smashed in the room, rolled on those broken porcelain pieces, slammed his head against the wall, the ground, the wall, and even the roof beams, there were blood stains everywhere, the whole house was as if it had been swept by a hundred people, blood was splashed, the quilt cotton wool was torn and floated all over the sky, and he personally went into battle, with a head of cotton wool and bloodstains, and three or four people desperately pulled Lin Feibai, but Lin Feibai's combat power in a crazy state can be compared to three of his usual ones, The morality is high, the face is radiant, and several people have a lot of cuts all over their bodies.

There was a sound of fighting outside the wall, and the three gangs and five constants were stopped outside the wall by Derong Yangong, and there were too many organs here in Yansui, and they couldn't rush over. Some people shouted, some people howled, and more people scolded Yan Sui and Wen Zhen, scolding them for male thieves and female prostitutes for hooking up and adultering, scolding them for deliberately abusing Lin Feibai, and scolding them for being black-hearted and rotten and not going to die......

Yan Sui listened expressionlessly all the time, and did not pull Wen Zhen away.

Wen Zhen kept smiling and listening, and he didn't get a blow on his expression.

There was a loud bang inside, and Lin Feibai rushed out, his eyes were blood-red, and he had no focus, and punched Wen Zhen.

Wen Zhen didn't move, and also clasped Yan Sui's hand.

The fists roared, carrying the irrepressible and huge pain of the addicted people, and the wind was like a tiger.

"Lin Feibai, have you forgotten the glory of the god general?"

The fist stopped.

"Have you forgotten how Lin Qing got to where he is today?"

Lin Feibai stood trembling on the ground, his fists clenched.

"Have you forgotten that battlefields are everywhere in this world, and your defeat today is the collapse of the entire line of the Lin family in Lairi!"

Lin Feibai stepped back.

"Have you forgotten who taught you to be proud, who taught you to persevere, who taught you not to die is not to lose, but you would rather die than lose on your knees!"

Take a step back.

"Have you forgotten that if a person can't even defeat himself, he is not qualified to win again!"

Retreat.

"You forgot that the Lin family is only you and your father, you died in shame, is your father next!"

Retreat.

"Are you going to be the first defeat of the forever victorious Lin family?"

Lin Feibai stood still, his heels had already touched the threshold, and behind him was a messy room, and there was no way to retreat.

Wen Zhen stopped talking and looked at him coldly.

The always sweet girl is awe-inspiring at the moment.

Lin Feibai bumped into her gaze, jet black, like his previous fist roaring, and it slammed in.

Behind the softness is the hardness and coldness of iron armor.

He turned abruptly, opened the door, and slammed the door shut.

In the next moment, Wen Zhen threw a piece of iron chain through the window.

"Lock yourself up. People who can't do self-control don't deserve help. ”

There was a chain sound inside, and after a while, Degao and the others withdrew, looking at Wen Zhen's complicated eyes.

Still scolding outside the wall, Wen Zhen went up to the wall after a while, condescendingly, facing the three outlines and five constants below.

De Jong was behind her, each with a stinking dung bucket in his hand.

"A man with a dirty mouth is not worthy of clean clothes. Pour! ”

In the next moment, except for a few quick reactions, the rest of the people became moving dung pits.

"From now on, your master is in my hands, and I am afraid to heal him by holy decree. Whoever scolds again, I won't splash you again, I'll feed your master. ”

“……”

"Scold and take a bite. Trust me, I do what I say. ”

People covered in the smell of feces couldn't believe it.

"It's useless for you to sue Your Majesty, I can tell Your Majesty that this is a unique aromatherapy. And it is guaranteed to be useful to Lin Feibai. You see, Your Majesty listens to me or to you. ”

……

"Now, let me go away, this wall is the line, before Lin Feibai walks out of this wall, you take a step closer, and I will feed him."

"If you dare to make any small moves in Yiwangfu, I will feed him."

"I'm in a bad mood and I'll feed him."

……

"Now, dear ones, please mellow out of my sight. Please come up and clean up the few who have not been splashed with feces, be sure not to leave any filth and any smell, any filth you leave behind will become Lin Hou's dinner today. ”

……

De Jong left tremblingly.

Specially, our future princess is shameless, and she is even a few steps higher than Her Royal Highness!

The three gangs and five constants left in a stinking manner, and when they left, everyone was covered in feces, including Shi Lanjie and the others who had avoided just now.

There is no way, after cleaning up all the filth, or even digging a pit for three feet to refill the clean soil and vegetation, no one can keep it clean.

In order to avoid any disgusting things left to become Lin Hou's dinner, everyone changed their clothes and lay on the ground inch by inch, smelling the dirt, and only dared to leave after making sure that there was no problem.

From this day on, Lin Feibai began his life in dire straits.

He soldered himself to the bed with chains. The bed was replaced with an iron bed, and Wen Zhen ordered it to be welded to the ground as well.

In addition, the four corners of the head of the bed, as long as Lin Feibai might bump into the places, were rounded and wrapped with soft cloth.

A thick carpet was also laid on the floor.

Wen Zhen arranged a toilet in the house, where the chain could reach, to solve his problem of frequent urination and urgency.

She lives next door to him, Lin Feibai's attacks are day and night, in order to resist the drug addiction that erodes the bones, he has exhausted his strength every time, plus the old injuries have not healed, and the loss is great, Wen Zhen improved according to the medicinal diet recipe that smelled the taste, tried to choose dishes rich in digestion and nutrition, and nourished him day and night. In addition to the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor to nourish the body, he eats small and frequent meals on weekdays, is not allowed to drink tea and alcohol, does not eat bean food, and drinks a glass of goat's milk every day.

When he had the most delirious seizure, Wen Zhen would send someone to inform Tang Xianzhi, Tang Xianzhi stroked the piano from afar, his music rhythm is known as a song that is unheard in the world, although the ancients liked to exaggerate, but it is indeed extremely skillful, beautiful and thorough, and has a great effect on calming Lin Feibai's emotions, he gradually calmed down in that kind of music, or fell asleep tired.

Many times, Lin Feibai was awake in intense pain, and what he saw was the flickering candle flame, and the girl who was holding all kinds of soup and always smiling sweetly in the flickering candle flame.

He refused her care at first, and his unwillingness to owe favors made him choose to spill the soup or refuse to eat it, Wen Zhen was not angry, and served it the same next time.

At one point, he was not conscious after a seizure, and he became irritated at the sight of the hot soup, and burned her fingers when he pushed it out.

As a result, she smiled and pinched his nose, took off his chin, and poured the rest of the goat's milk, and the next day specially told him that because she was seriously injured, he asked Shi Lanjie for 1,000 taels of gold for medical expenses.

He heard her standing on the wall and describe loudly to Shi Lanjie how she was sick in the brain, how ugly she was, how skinny she was, and how she cried and communicated.

Hearing this, he wanted to die, and the anger in his chest burned.

From then on, he actively took medicine and drank soup, and no matter how painful it was, he swallowed it in one gulp - he was not afraid of death or injury, but he was afraid that the shameless woman with a black belly would stand on the wall every day and talk about his privacy and ugliness to the Sangang Wuchang.

He ordered Sangang Wuchang not to tell his father about this, what if Sangang Wuchang was forced by her magic voice every day and asked his father for help?

Lin Feibai had to obey Wen Zhen in everything, she ate when she told her to eat, sleep when she called to sleep, exercise when she called to exercise, and sometimes she had to sit upright and listen to her tell him books.

Yes, storytelling.

Drug addiction devours people's body and spirit in words difficult to describe, day and night morning and dusk at this time are meaningless, the long night at this time seems particularly difficult, there are all kinds of sounds in the daytime, all kinds of events, but also a little bit of attention, to the night of silence, everyone is asleep, the insomniac's bone-eating loneliness is infinitely magnified under the effect of drug addiction, so big that it seems to drown him completely.

He didn't light the lamp, his eyes were wide open in the dark, and in a few days he was emaciated and deformed like a terrible skeleton, leaving only his gaze burning like an inextinguishable spark.

He felt that his whole person seemed to be immersed in the deep sea, where there was darkness and silence without light, the water flowed flickering on all sides, he didn't know if it was a fish or a monster, he remembered that Wen Zhen once said that the fish in the deep sea are all casually long because they don't see light, and they have everything, although they use their imagination to think, how ugly they are, they can be uglier than you imagine.

He hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, but he thought he should be uglier than those deep-sea fish, so ugly that he hated himself.

There seems to be faint music in the distance, or Xia Hua is singing leisurely with the night wind, and the heart is falling and swinging with the song, in the endless deep sea, slower and slower, slower and slower......

Then he suddenly heard heavy footsteps.

The people who came seemed to deliberately want to make a move, all the way to the ping-pong, the beautiful music was gone, the singing of Xia Hua was gone, only the ping-pong, the listeners were irritable, and wanted to pull the person over, pressing their faces on the ground, rubbing and rubbing hard.

Then the door opened, and Wen Zhen dragged a small stool in, sat out of his chain, ordered him to finish a bowl of soup, and then told him a story.

Before speaking, I didn't forget to take a notebook to record, saying that my stories are very valuable, who is the four famous works through the ages, I can't tell them in vain, write them down, and ask Lin Qing for money in the future.

Lin Feibai is lonely and dark, and the deep sea is gone, he just wants to refuse, but it is useless, no one can stop what someone wants to do.

Lin Feibai heard her flip through the small book, and said, "Let's talk about it first, I feel that Dream of Red Mansions is not suitable for a straight man like him, and Water Margin is too suitable for him, maybe it will be more violent in the future, Journey to the West is such a cute story, let's tell it to Xiao Tiantian first, then the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, if you don't read the Water Margin, don't read the Three Kingdoms." ”

Lin Feibai's thinking is a little different - who is Britney?

Since then, he has been telling stories every night.

Lin Feibai refused at first.

What's the story?

Who are you talking about?

That Cao Cao, so treacherous, obviously wandering excessively, his uncle kindly taught, urged his father to remind him, he even lied to his uncle, pretending to be ill and deceived his uncle to tell his father anxiously, and when his father came, he looked fine, but let his father mistakenly think that his uncle was lying, and never believed his uncle's complaint again.

Treacherous!

It's exactly the same as Yan Sui!

It was still this Cao Cao, who failed to assassinate Dong Zhuo, escaped from the capital, mistakenly killed Lu Bohao's family, and killed Lu Bohao to prevent future troubles. failed Chen Gong to catch and release Cao.

What kind of character is this!

There is also that three-surnamed family slave Lu Bu, who killed his father-in-law for a woman and became a hero in vain!

Uncle Liu Huang is also sanctimonious, borrowing Jingzhou but not repaying it.

Liu Guan, Zhang Taoyuan, and the three knots are heroic and heroic, and Zhuge Liang's grass boat borrows arrows to fight the Confucianism in the empty city, and Sima is also a swan song for the ages.

The complaining soon forgot, and the pain of tens of millions of ants devouring bones and flesh in the body seemed to fade away temporarily, and was replaced by wandering in the changing world of the Three Kingdoms, sighing for Zhuge Mou, angry for Sima Rape, shaking his head for Zhang Feimang, and striking for Guan Yuyong...... The general's dragon bones are in a hundred battles, his red face is scattered and the flowers are turning into ashes, and the rivers and rivers are turning into the dream of the Three Kingdoms, but he asks who the hero is.

…… I don't know when he walked out of the Three Kingdoms dream of the flag scroll Chibi Ma Tun Wu, but found that Wen Zhen on the opposite side was already sleepy and fell asleep on a small stool.

Little by little, her head was like a chicken pecking rice, and she was still able to support her body without falling.

Lin Feibai suddenly remembered that it seemed that Wen Zhen hadn't slept well for many days.

Every night, when he woke up sweating profusely from confusion and pain, all he saw was her smiling face after steaming soup.

He stared at her face, and after a few days, she seemed to have lost a little weight, and her small round face showed some contours, but it looked even more delicate, and her long eyelashes moved slightly, stained with the moisture of the night, and sparkled.

That little bit of light is the fluorescent light in his long night, the light is weak but not extinguished, floating and continuous, it seems to be cold, but it is actually warm, always hanging in his sky with a smile, leading him step by step, towards the morning light.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, his fingernails were blue and black a little lighter, the knuckles were still thin and bony, and his jagged fingers trembled and probed towards Wen Zhen, very slowly, as if he was afraid of bursting a bubble, the light flowed but the dream was extinguishable.

However, the chains clanged.

Lin Feibai shuddered, immediately stopped, and carefully glanced at Wen Zhen to make sure that she was not awake, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He stared at her for a moment, watching her twist on the stool, clearly uncomfortable sleeping.

He looked back at his bed, it was very clean, he had hardly slept on the bed, in order to temper himself, for the immortal pride in his heart, in order not to fall into the prestige of the Lin family, he did not allow himself to have any more indulgence, only when his skin was sharpened on the hard stone ground and felt pain, he could live soberly and resist soberly.

He thought for a moment, and stepped on his own chains with both feet, leaving only a place for his hand to move slightly.

The place where Wen Zhen sat was very close to the bed, and he could carry her to the bed as soon as he stretched out his hand.

His fingers had just touched her arm.

A pair of hands suddenly stretched out, struck Wen Zhen horizontally, and kicked the small bench up with a kick of his boots.

Lin Feibai looked up and saw Yan Sui's seemingly expressionless face, whose eyes were forever contemptuous of emptiness.

Yan Sui didn't look at him either, he copied Wen Zhen with one hand and carried a small bench with the other, and even snored away with a stool.

Lin Feibai leaned against the wall and did not speak.

At that moment just now, he suddenly felt that when Yan Sui looked at Wen Zhen, the eternal heart-wrenching and uneasy look seemed to have changed.

With something called emotion.

His eyes were unusually bright when he looked at her, even if he was angry and dissatisfied.

Lin Feibai turned his head, the window was locked, and he couldn't see the stars in the night sky, but he knew that he didn't know when it started, something was shining brightly, and something was quietly extinguished.

……

Lin Feibai became thinner and thinner.

It's getting quieter and quieter.

At first, the struggle, howling, rolling and fighting became less and less, and later it became a silent and repressed struggle, and the unventing struggle required the strength of the broken muscles and bones to endure, and the whole courtyard was quiet, but people held their breath even more.

The Three Platforms and the Five Constants used to listen to those howls from a distance every day, confirming that Lin Hou was still alive in anxiety, but losing this voice at the moment made them go crazy, and sometimes they ventured to listen to the corner, and they could faintly hear some disturbing conversations.

“…… I'm getting thinner......"

"Looks scary...... The cheekbones are protruding high, and the eye sockets are deep, leaving two big eyeballs to roll occasionally, like a skeleton......"

"Poor, it's also a young hero, and he ended up like this......"

The three outlines and five constants were anxious when they heard it, but they were helpless. Wandering spirits wander outside the courtyard all day.

Wen Zhen once came back from a shopping trip, and saw Shi Lanjie kneeling on the side of the road from a distance.

"Girl," his voice was sad and sad, "let Lin Hou go." If he is destined to die, it is also fulfilled for him to die happily. ”

After speaking, he took out a few large silver tickets, put them on the ground, and said, "This is all the net worth of Shi." Dedicated to the girl, just ask the girl to give him a little longevity ointment. ”

The proud leader of the guard, after saying this, kowtowed, got up and left without looking back.

Wen Zhen was silent for a long time, hehe, stepped forward to take the silver ticket, stuffed it in his pocket, and left.

Fushou ointment?

Of course not.

Not only did he not, but Lin Feibai also drank the durian powder old hen soup that made him want to die that night.

……

Yan Sui ordered Wen Zhen to no longer act alone, and at any time he went out, he must be accompanied by no less than twenty guards.

It's the same in the house, the house is not necessarily safer than the outside of the house, the three gangs and the five permanent wandering spirits are the same, and when they see Yan Sui's courtyard, their eyes are burning with anger.

Wen Zhen rarely goes out now, she is very tired, this is a long and arduous process, she has survived the beginning of life is worse than death, and there is a more difficult and lengthy psychological resistance battle to fight.

The soup time every night turned into a story meeting, and the audience increased by one person - Yan Sui also made a small stool to listen to the story every night.

Originally, it was impossible for him, who had long hands and long feet, to sit on the kind of small stool that was only suitable for short people, but everything could not be asymmetrical, so he had to sit on the small stool aggrieved.

Lin Feibai was very angry - it was originally something he had to enjoy, why did this guy come to get a piece of the pie? Did he also eat the Blessing Cream!

Yan Sui was also very angry - everything in the little cake should be enjoyed by me first, why did this guy actually listen to the Three Kingdoms first? No, repeat!

Wen Zhen was also very angry - what the hell are you all finished, why don't you just listen to a story, why do you come first and come first? Is kindergarten a candy grabber?

The story is in her head, no matter how big the two skills are, they can't dig up, new hatred and old hatred, Mars collides with the earth.

Wen Zhen said that Sun Monkey snatched the golden hoop stick, and Lin Feibai sneered at Yan Sui, "Your Excellency should sigh that you have met a bosom friend." ”

Yan Sui said: "Am I not for you, some people eat ointment and eat their brains, and they are owing a stick to pluck out their ears." ”

Wen Zhen: Hahahahaha.

Wen Zhen talked about Zhu Bajie being punished for molesting Chang'e, and Yan Sui smiled at Lin Feibai.

"I don't know why, when I heard this, I suddenly remembered that Lin Feibai chased after Tang Muzhi when he was a child and was pushed into the lake by her."

Lin Fei's white face was expressionless, "I think of His Highness, who has been praised for his earlobes since he was a child, and he is very blessed." ”

Wen Zhen: Hahahahaha.

Wen Zhen talked about Sun Monkey's three dozen white bone spirits. Lin Feibai looked at Yan Sui coldly, "The court has always praised His Highness for being wise and close to the demon, and we don't understand what kind of demon this demon refers to, but now we finally have an answer." ”

Yan Sui smiled, "Thinking of the Tang monk who was encircled by Sun Monkey, ah, are the days of being encircled okay?" ”

Wen Zhen: Hahahahahaha.

Wen Zhen talked about Zhu Bajie marrying his wife Gao Laozhuang, Yan Sui was very satisfied, "Lin Feibai, I heard that the largest Zhuangzi in your Shenjiang Mansion close to Tianjing is called Gaojiazhuang." ”

Lin Feibai nodded, "Father bought it and planned to give it to His Royal Highness and set up the princess as a dowry in the future." ”

Wen Zhen: Hahahahaha.

Wen Zhen talked about the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King, Lin Feibai nodded, "This name is good, Your Highness should like it, they all say that Your Highness has a magnificent head, and I don't know if it is a golden horn or a silver horn." ”

Yan Sui took out a jade bottle and pretended to face Lin Feibai, "Don't respond to a shout from you!" ”

Wen Zhen: Hahahahahaha.

One day, Yan Sui was annoyed, and bought the right to customize Wen Zhen's new story with a thousand taels of gold, and that night, Wen Zhen, who was mighty and wealthy, began to tell a new story, the protagonist Sister Lin.

Yan Sui was very happy that night, and repeatedly congratulated Lin Feibai on winning the heroine for the first time.

There is no substitute, his sentimental and sick lonely forest.

The next day, Lin Feibai won the bid with 2,000 taels of gold, and the protagonist of Wen Zhen's story that night was replaced by the prodigal son Yanqing, this time because of the high price, Wen Zhen worked tirelessly to carry out artistic processing, and the theme of the story was two or three things that must be said between the prodigal son Yanqing and the dominatrix Sun Erniang.

That night, Lin Feibai congratulated His Highness on the future of his good wife, such as a second mother.

……

Recently, the rumors have been getting worse and worse.

Lin Hou hadn't moved for many days, and even Yan Sui didn't go out much, and the courtyard was quiet all day.

Sometimes the more calm it is, the more terrifying it is, and everyone is pressed down, always feeling that something is going to happen, and it is obvious that the number of patrols of De Jong's workers is also increasing, and the three platforms and five permanent are more closely guarded.

In order to deal with the situation that may arise at any time, the three platforms and the five permanent members have also strengthened their vigilance, and half of the people are on guard every night, stationed near the courtyard.

Late one night, there was a crisp popping sound, followed by a woman's exclamation.

Hearing the sound like Wen Zhen, the three gangs and five constants were immediately startled and ran towards the courtyard. Immediately stopped by De Jong's Yangong, who also appeared soon, two guards who were as different as their masters were under the wall, and again started the one hundred and twenty-eighth scolding.

There seemed to be movement inside, and suddenly another guard exclaimed, shouting "Oh no, it's ...... inside" and stopped halfway, but the De Jong Yangong on the wall had already changed color, and they didn't care about the scolding and fighting, so they jumped off the wall and went back.

This made the three gangs and five constants even more like cat scratches, and they all stood under the wall and listened to the movement inside, first there was a loud sound of chains, and then there was a sound of cracking, a loud bang, as if something had been broken, and there was the sound of flesh falling, mixed with heavy gasps and angry shouts. The wheezing sound sounded like Lin Feibai's, but the angry shouting was like Yan Sui's voice, and Wen Zhen's scream, "He's crazy!" He's crazy! ”。

Shi Lanjie couldn't bear it anymore, he went up to the wall, and saw at a glance that the window of the main house had been broken, Lin Feibai was entanglement with his hands and feet and entangled Yan Sui with his hands, Yan Sui raised his hand several times as if it was a killer, he was shocked, and Wen Zhen was holding a small porcelain jar in his hand, which was the jar of Fushou paste that he had collected!

On the ground, Lin Feibai roared like a beast, his head hit his elbows and his legs and locked his fingers, although he was thin and became a ghost, he still made all his moves in close quarters, his eyes were blood-red, and his expression was full of anger, and he obviously hated Yan Sui very much, and shouted while fighting frantically, "Tell you to tie me up!" ”

"If you don't give me medicine, you want my wounds to rot!"

"If you don't give me medicine, you're going to trick me!"

Yan Sui had a cold face, and finally became really angry, raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "I really thought that I was afraid of your father and didn't dare to kill you!" He slapped him on the shoulder and slapped him out of the way.

Lin Feibai flew out upside down, slammed to the ground, and suddenly rolled and pounced on Wen Zhen.

Wen Zhen exclaimed and retreated, but Lin Feibai's body was like a ghost at this time, and he came unexpectedly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he had already snatched the porcelain jar from Wen Zhen's hand.

The figure flashed, Yan Sui also arrived, and took out his hand to grab the porcelain jar, Lin Feibai grabbed the Fushou paste in the jar and stuffed it into his mouth, seeing Yan Sui coming to grab it, he was furious, and another handful of Fushou paste in his hand was slammed into Yan Sui's mouth.

This time it came down suddenly, Yan Sui and Wen Zhen were stunned, Lin Feibai flew up, pressed Yan Sui's mouth with his elbow, and shouted: "You said this is poisonous!" Then try it for yourself! ”